The result, Murder by Death, may not be a great film, but it has a peerless cast, amusing situations, some funny lines (Maggie Smith really gives her all to "Where's my Dickie?"), and the peculiar spectacle of Truman Capote trying to be a movie star. Throw in unbridled hammery from the likes of Nancy Walker, Alex Guinness, and Estelle ("Murderpoo?") Winwood, and you've got a perfectly satisfactory night out. It's not Young Frankenstein, but then again neither is it (thank God) Won Ton Ton...
It's a good peice of fun.
ReplyDeleteNancy Walker "screaming" as the deaf-mute maid absolutely destroys me.
The two old ladies in bed. My sister and I did that bit for years whenever one of us "lost our manners."
Elsa Lanchester: I smell gas!
Estelle Winwood: I can't help it, I'm old.
Elsa: No, not that kind of gas. The kind that kills!
Estelle: Well, sometimes my gas...